nyc --> london ♔ and as the vision fades | i'll say i was blinded by your eyes

[postergirl]

♬ It Happens All the Time - Depeche Mode

WHO || Failboat, Des, Rafael, Isabella, Burt, and more~ [closed]
WHAT || The Knights finally say their goodbyes and head back to the castle
WHERE || NYC hotel; flight to London; London, England
WHEN || March 16th
HOW || Actionspam or prose

What was supposed to be a night to unwind wound up with a confrontation between Failboat and Keijen Blade that didn't exactly go the way the team was hoping for. However, in the process, they at least managed to get Isabella back and extract Dumage from her long term undercover assignment.

The remainder of the night is spent back at the hotel, recuperating, in order to catch the flight back to London the next morning. This also means saying goodbye to those who will be going back to Chicago: Isabella, Burt, and Rafael.

Comments

[shootfirst]

One of the last things I remember distinctly was you making some stellar choices of your own.

[nothingsodivine]

What?

[See Des contemplate the emergency exit.]

[shootfirst]

Was I not speaking English?

[nothingsodivine]

If you still think I'm having sex with Nadia-

[shootfirst]

Nadia? The actual hell would I think that for? [ yeah all of the night is a blank after a certain point and that point is included therein ]

[nothingsodivine]

You thought she was in my apartment!

[Man, tequila is a hell of a drug.] What the hell d'you mean, then. Pretend I was the one blackout drunk.

[shootfirst]

I mean that you and your friend seemed to have a really interesting definition of the word friendship.

I mean, you don't see me sticking my tongue down Gar's throat in public places.

[nothingsodivine]

[You know what, Des is gonna focus on a completely different section of that statement than Kat wants him to.]

Funny, considering I was almost positive you two were dating.

[shootfirst]

I don't date, fuckwad. [ she manages to make that insult sound pretty cheerful tho. ] And don't change the subject.

[nothingsodivine]

Well, that would explain why no one's seen your tongue down Marian's throat.

[SMUGGEST DICK.

He's still changing the subject.]

[shootfirst]

Even if it was, I'd be smart enough to get a room.

[nothingsodivine]

I had forty shots and- [and... and... Finally, he just blurts out:] I mean, have you seen him?

[He cringes. That wasn't the excuse he wanted to make, but it workss for his purposes, okay? Okay.]

[shootfirst]

He did have that whole broad-chesty arms-like-what thing going for him, I'll give you that much.

[nothingsodivine]

Arms-like-what. [There's a long, terse silence.] Yeah, that works.

[shootfirst]

Just because I don't date doesn't mean I can't appreciate.

[nothingsodivine]

I'm just glad Elena didn't wake up with a hangover and stars in her eyes. [Des sprawls on his seat, nonchalantly... like a lazy cat.] Would've been real hard to break that to the kid.

[shootfirst]

Elena? [ yeah ok that is one of the... blurry parts of the evening. ] What about Elena?

[nothingsodivine]

She and Zarad took a turn on the dance floor for awhile.

[He shrugs.]

[shootfirst]

Good thing I missed it. I might have kicked his ass.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des barks a laugh.] He was goofing off. For Christ's sake, you people let the kid go out with Archer and he would take it all the way.

[shootfirst]

Excuse you, I was on Team Actively Cockblocking Archer. Still am.

[nothingsodivine]

And what? You hope she meets a nice, safe boy... or girl. [fuck your heteronormativity.] 'Cause that ain't happening.

[shootfirst]

I'm hoping she stays away from all that shit, period, while she's still young and not stupid.

[nothingsodivine]

Love is not a weakness, Katherine. [It would be super gay if he didn't say it so sarcastically.]

[shootfirst]

Call me that again, and we'll find out if your balls are a weakness. When I punch you there.